Jia Mo

The tunnel was pitch black, and small fish were flying silently in front, like stars floating in the dark night.Fulan arrived at the fork in the road, leading in all directions, each leading to the unknown darkness.

"Where shall we go?" asked the black cat.

Fu Lan frowned, silently shook her head.

"The vines took Xiaoyin, and they must be going to its old lair. But which way leads to its old lair?" The black cat was very anxious.Xiao Yin is only a Taoist priest with half a bucket of water, and the vines are as thick as a python, so the body must be terrifyingly large.When Xiao Yin met it, she didn't know how long she could last.

"No, Xiao Yin may have broken free." Fu Lan said softly.

"why?"

Fu Lan touched the dust and burnt vine fragments on the ground, "This is rune ashes, he burned the vines with fire." Fu Lan squatted and took a few steps forward, picked up a rag from the sand, and said : "He went here."

Follow the rag all the way to a stalactite cave.There were many dilapidated coffins among them, and several of them had their lids lifted.The little fish flew into the cave, which was empty except for stone tables and chairs and some cages.There are still coffins that have not been checked, but Qi Yin is not short-sighted, so he shouldn't lie in it, right?The black cat jumped onto a coffin, patted the lid of the coffin, and called out, "Baby, are you in there?"

No one answered, the black cat said: "It seems not."

At this moment, a coffin in front suddenly slammed.The black cat was startled, its back shrugged, and its fur stood on end.

Fu Lan looked at the coffin, tilted her head slightly, "Xiao Yin?"

Could it be Xiaoyin?The black cat stared at its round green eyes, "Is he tired from walking? He didn't rest all night, and he was kidnapped by Nvluo the night before, and he didn't sleep well. After all, he is a mortal, and his physique is no better than ours. Stupid, Did you say he was sleeping in it?"

Fu Lan poked the coffin with the scabbard, and asked: "Xiao Yin, are you sleeping?"

The cave was silent, only the breathing of himself and the black cat could be heard.

"If you're here, don't move." With a wave of Fu Lan's scabbard, the coffin lid swished up, spun a few times in the air, kicked up dusty dust, and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

There was a dark person curled up inside, and Fu Lan recognized it immediately, it was the black-haired monster.

Both Fulan and Black Cat took a step back, looking at that guy in surprise.Two charred hands stretched out, supporting the edge of the coffin.The brittle and black thing on the hand was like lacquer on a mother-of-pearl tray, peeling off piece by piece, revealing the soft skin.He sat up, and his whole body came out of the patent leather little by little like a snake shedding its skin.He finally stood up, turned his head slowly, both Fu Lan and the black cat were stunned, their pupils shrunk almost to the point of a needle.

This person looks exactly like Fulan.

"Stupid..." the black cat murmured, "Do all your people look the same?"

He and Fulan looked at each other eye to eye as if they were looking in a mirror.He stepped out of the coffin, tilted his head to look at Fulan, his eyes were full of inquiry.Fu Lan raised his right hand, and he raised his right hand too, two equally slender and white fingers pointing together.The black cat watched this scene in shock, unable to comprehend what was happening in front of him.Wait, this black-haired monster seemed to be shedding its skin just now, as if it was reshaping its flesh.Maybe it was because he had taken a fancy to Dugua's handsome looks, and maybe he squeezed his own face into this appearance.

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.The black cat turned its head to tell Fulan, but found that behind Fulan, in the gloomy darkness, countless will-o'-the-wisp eyes lit up.

"Stupid, watch your back!" the black cat yelled.

But Fulan didn't move, he stood there, as if frozen, with a shadow covering his face.

"Kill him." A voice seemed to come from somewhere.

This voice can only be heard by Fu Lan, like a secret whisper, coming from the hidden abyss in my heart.

Fu Lan raised her head suddenly, drew her saber out of its sheath.A crescent moon knife light swept across the front, and the guy who was exactly the same as Fulan was divided into two parts from the chest cavity, and the blood splashed out like a fountain, and the fracture was smooth and neat.The person who completes this knife needs to have an extremely tricky angle and extremely fast speed. The knife cuts through the sky like lightning and disappears in the blink of an eye.

"Reiterate our order to you, Fu Lan, find Qi Yin, and kill Wu Yuli. No matter what, protect Qi Yin well, even if..."

Fu Lan spoke in a low voice, the voice coincided with the gods hiding in the netherworld.

"To pieces."

On Qianqiu Dachun, Wu Yuli smiled and said: "Xiaoyin, I'm afraid I will disappoint you. Have you never wondered why Fulan was born with Wuluo secrets? Why is he so familiar with the taboos of the temple? "

"Didn't you teach it?" Qi Yin asked.

"Of course not. Hundreds of years ago, I lost control of this child." Wu Yuli said softly, "Xiao Yin, have you ever heard the whispers of the gods?"

Qi Yin narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that I know. Then Fu Lan ever mentioned to you, the voice in his heart?" Wu Yuli asked.

The voice in his heart... Qi Yin vaguely remembered that when he was in the Pill Stove Hall, Fu Lan said that whenever he walked in the Bashan Temple, there would be a voice in his heart reminding him of the taboos that he must abide by.At that time, Qi Yin only thought that this might be another lost memory of Fu Lan, or that he was simply born with a god, with such profound abilities.Could it be...Qi Yin's eyes trembled slightly, is this actually the whisper of a god?

"Wuluo secrets and temple taboos must have been taught by the so-called great gods, but Fu Lan mistakenly confused the voices of the gods with his own. Has Zong Lan ever told you that the whispers of the gods are extremely mysterious, and they can Tampering with your will without you noticing. Most of the god servants who died in the mist of Bashan thought it was their own wish to go through fire and water to go to Bashan." Wu Yuli turned the jade ring on his thumb and said leisurely, "But I think besides the wuluo secret law and the taboos of the temple, the gods must have a more important order for him. It is this order that makes him get close to you, and makes him mistakenly think that he likes you."

"Instructions...?" Qi Yin asked with his eyes wide open.

"What kind of order Zong Lan received, your brother will receive what kind of order." Wu Yuli paused, then smiled again, "You already know, don't you?"

Of course Qi Yin knew that Zong Lan's desolate expression when he was pierced by the ghostly vine hand was still burned in his mind.In order to get rid of the domination of the gods, the old man drilled two holes in his skull.But how is this possible?Qi Yin felt unbelievable, he couldn't understand at all, Fu Lan accompanied him, protected him, and wholeheartedly became his little brother, could it be all because of the whisper of the gods?

"Don't believe it?" Wu Yuli said, "No matter how profound and mysterious the whispering of the gods is, it is just a magic technique. It is not perfect. Even if the will of others is tampered with, it is difficult to guarantee omissions and reservations. For example, Zong Lan, he was swayed by whispers, but he vaguely retained a little bit of himself. Xiaoyin, is there such a clue in Fulan? When he said he likes you, is there any other part of him that implies his sincerity?"

Qi Yin clenched her fist vigorously, and something burst into her mind like a flash of lightning.

heartbeat.It's a heartbeat.Fulan has never really moved her heart for him!

Fake, how is this possible?Qi Yin suddenly thought of Nuluo's meaningful smile on the side of the moon mirror, what she said at that time.Qi Yin thought hard, and that sentence gradually came to mind——

"Even if your little brother is smashed to pieces, he will let you live, won't he?"

His body was broken to pieces, just like Zong Lan.

"Poor child," Wu Yuli said pitifully, "Fulan has never had any emotions and desires. You think he likes you and regards you as his younger brother, but that is just an order and illusion imposed on him by the gods. Love you, protect you, It's just an order from the gods."

"Why?" Qi Yin couldn't believe it, "Why me? Did you spend so much effort just to protect such a waste like me?"

"I want to know too." Wu Yuli smiled, "It's not difficult to guess if you think about it carefully, probably because you are my chosen child. They probably think that since they can take Fulan away from me, naturally You can also be taken away. After all, those so-called gods are the ones who don't want my god to be reborn the most in this world. I came this time, firstly, to get you, and secondly, to prove my guess about Fulan. He stretched out his hand and caught a fluttering butterfly with his fingers, "Now, the guess has been confirmed."

Just as Wu Yuli finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared suddenly. The knife light was surging from his back, and the murderous aura was fully revealed.

The vines were shattered where the knife light passed, and countless vine ghost hands twitched and retracted into the ground.After the dust cleared, Fu Lan stood in the distance with a disheveled face, and crawled out of the tunnel, covered in dead leaves and dust.He was expressionless, holding a bone-chopping knife, the slightly curved blade was like a cold moon, shining light in his hand.Behind him, countless pairs of green eyes flickered like lanterns.

God said: "Those who move the sky and change their fortunes, kill them. Those who reverse life and death, kill them. The sinner, Wu Yuli, kill them!"

Fu Lan raised her eyes, Gu Han's killing intent flashed in her eyes.

"kill."

The light of the knife swept across thousands of vines, like a desolate tide pouring into the toon forest.In the vortex-like arc of light, Fu Lan pointed directly at Wu Yuli above like a fierce knife.Everything in front of him was torn apart, gnarled tree roots, trembling vines, even the misty wind!Wherever the sword shines, the murderous aura is like a mountain.He is the most vicious murder weapon in the world, without heart or emotion, and the master who holds him is the gods of the heavens.

"You killed your 'brother', kid." Wu Yuli jumped back and jumped on the vine, easily dodging Fu Lan's slash, "I wanted him to stop you, but it seems that I'm not ready enough."

Qi Yin looked at this scene in shock, those eyes followed closely behind Fu Lan like ghosts, never leaving a single step.Qi Yin felt very tired, and all her strength evaporated like smoke.What the hell is this?The gods of Lao Shizi felt that it was pitiful for him to be alone without a father or a mother, so they showed great kindness and helped him find a handsome little brother who could fight and cook, and played games with him?

His head was in a mess, and for a moment he wanted Fulan to squat in front of the stove in an apron and make a fire. Because of his sweet taste, Fulan now puts sugar in every cabbage fried.For a while, I thought of Fulan Yu taking him to fly in the night sky with the bone-chopping knife, the sky was filled with stars and the wind was blowing in the sky, he sat behind and hugged the cat, thinking what a wonderful day this is, really thinking that the destination will never arrive, the sun will never reach It will rise, and then they can fly and fly until they die.

How could such a good brother be a fake?He clearly said that he likes Qi Yin, and Xiao Yin is the one he likes the most. The elder brother always likes the younger brother, he always said so.But he doesn't know what he likes at all, it's just because the god told him that you want to protect this stray dog, so even if he is wiped out, he still has to block his broken body in front of it.

Qi Yin's heart ached, as if being strangled by a hand.His elder brother, this big boy with pupils like autumn water, turned out to be just a pawn in the hands of the gods.He was ruthlessly created by a mad witch, and ruthlessly dominated by the gods in the sky.His life is a storybook that has been written long ago, fighting for Qi Yin, a little waste who can't read scriptures and can't practice swords, until one day he dies tragically like Zong Lan.

"It's cruel, isn't it?" Wu Yuli landed lightly, like a pitch-black butterfly perched on a treetop.In front of him, countless python-like vines rose from the ground and rushed towards Fulan.Yingdie fluttered up and down around Wu Yuli. He stood in the middle with his hands tucked in, and said in a manly voice, "This is the gods and gods. Mortal spirits are to them like ants to giant elephants. Elephants want to walk, so why would they care about stepping on them?" How many ants die? They never care about the fate of all living beings. Except for my god, my god is the closest god to mortal spirits in the world. Like all gods, he was born in nothingness and chaos, but he put his ears to the mortal spirits. lips. He listened to the wishes of all beings and gave them mercy. But the gods killed him without mercy."

"So you want revenge?" Qi Yin asked hoarsely.

"Revenge?" Wu Yuli laughed softly, "It can be said that, but I have more important things to do. Xiao Yin, come with me, your so-called brother is just a string without emotions and desires." Puppet, do you still want to continue playing this meaningless house-playing game?"

The black cat crawled out of the hole with difficulty, and as soon as the knife came out, it brushed the tips of its ears.It broke out in a cold sweat with fright, so it had to shrink back again.Leaving out a pair of eyes a little, I saw Qi Yin standing in the shadow of the big tree, the sun was far away from him, the shadow surrounded him like a fence, he stayed there alone, as if there were thousands of canopies raining on the top of his head, Like a wild dog that has lost its home and no shelter from the rain.

Under the Qianqiu big toon, the gravel was walking around, and countless vines rushed towards Fulan, and then froze into icicles at the moment when they were close to the body, and were shattered by the light of the knife.Fulan's saber movement has almost no gaps, nothing can break through the snowflake-like saber light net.The vines intertwined and knotted together, supporting Wu Yuli upwards.There were broken vines all over the ground underneath, dark green flesh and blood were exposed at the broken joints, but the corners of his clothes were spotless.At the same time, Fu Lan approached Wu Yuli at an astonishing speed, a black figure flashed moment by moment, it was almost difficult for naked eyes to catch his position, only a hazy phantom could be seen.

Fu Lan's eyes were so dark that there was no light, the big and black pupils lost the tranquility of the past, only the killing intent remained.The gods whispered in his ears, and all the voices overlapped and gathered into an undeniable command: "Kill!"

At this moment, he heard the wind like a tearing silk.It was the sound of a sharp blade piercing the air, sharp enough to penetrate a skull.He turned his head instinctively, Gui Mo brushed past him, the frost condensed the air, and his ears felt the biting chill.The sword light pierced straight into the countless eyes floating behind him, he turned his eyes and saw Qi Yin.

Spiritual power surged through the blood vessels, and every inch of the forcibly expanded meridians screamed with pain.Qi Yin used the method that Qi Lingshu used to deal with his father back then, forcibly expanding his meridians and expanding his spiritual power. Only in this way can he block Fu Lan's knife.It's just that he is not as crazy as Qi Lingshu, and the stretching of the meridians is still within his tolerance.

But it really hurts too much. Every step I take is like stepping on the tip of a knife.He tried his best to block Fulan's knife net, walked over the sticky vine corpses and blood, and walked in front of Fulan.His wheat-colored face was scratched with delicate scars by the wind of the knife, and his lips were tinged with blood.With trembling blood-stained hands, he held Fulan's face.

Fu Lan stared at him blankly, remembering this boy in a trance, when he smiled, the sun shone in his eyes, but when he was not smiling, it seemed that his eyes were full of lonely and decaying snow.

"Brother..." Fu Lan called softly.

"Brother," Qi Yin covered his ears, "don't listen, don't listen to a single word!"

Fulan's big eyes like ancient mirrors were dark, and Qi Yin's tearful shadow was reflected in them.

"I don't need your protection, I don't need you to fight for me! Brother, you idiot, why can't you tell if it's your own voice?" Qi Yin hugged him tightly.Gui Mei weaved a gorgeous sword net instead of the bone-chopping knife, flying and circling around them, facing those bright Yingying eyes, he shouted with all his strength: "You bastards, don't care if you are gods or demons!" , Be it a demon or a fairy, get out of here! Stay away from my brother!"